Hi Everyone my mum and my very best friend passed away yesterday & I wasn't there... I'd promised I'd always be with her and look after her and for two years as the vascular dementia slowly took my mum away, I was. When I wasn't at work I was with her, comforting and reassuring her everything will be okay (she never realised, right up to the end that she had dementia and I never told her). We were best friends and it broke my heart to watch my lovely bubbley mum turn into a scared and frightened skeleton calling and crying for her own mum. Confused and terrified, unable to walk and suffering the utter indignity of double incontinence. Throughout this terrible illness I did all I could possibly do to help and protect her and I promised I would be beside her when it was time for her to go 'home with her mum and dad '
Then three days ago she became very ill very quickly with pneumonia. I held her as best I could as she vomited copious amounts of thick vile bright yellow bile... It was awful truly awful and so emotionally draining. So I decided to let the carer and my dad take the reins for one day, and my dad promised me he would phone if the slightest thing changed. Five o'clock on Saturday afternoon my dad phoned sobbing to say that she'd gone, apparently her breathing changed and she took three deep sighs and died...
Now I'm feeling completely broken and oh so very guilty that I wasn't with her as I'd promised. I can't stop crying and thinking about her and about how much I'm going to miss her...
I pray that this deep sadness, pain and sense of loss will lessen with time and that mum forgives me...
Thank you for your time in reading this
Karen
Then three days ago she became very ill very quickly with pneumonia. I held her as best I could as she vomited copious amounts of thick vile bright yellow bile... It was awful truly awful and so emotionally draining. So I decided to let the carer and my dad take the reins for one day, and my dad promised me he would phone if the slightest thing changed. Five o'clock on Saturday afternoon my dad phoned sobbing to say that she'd gone, apparently her breathing changed and she took three deep sighs and died...
Now I'm feeling completely broken and oh so very guilty that I wasn't with her as I'd promised. I can't stop crying and thinking about her and about how much I'm going to miss her...
I pray that this deep sadness, pain and sense of loss will lessen with time and that mum forgives me...
Thank you for your time in reading this
Karen